Ch 5 Breakfast Date

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Lucas once again scooped me up in his arms, like I'm some kind of princess and he smiled as my arms automatically wrapped around his neck. He walked to my bedroom door in no particular hurry, but when he opened it, oddly a wonderful scent hit my nose, bacon! And why does my dorm smell like bacon?

As I looked around I noticed a square table that wasn't here before, with two place settings and a vase with at least a dozen red rose's. On a roll cart beside it is fancy looking gold colored dome covered trays. Lucas walked over to the table and used his foot to pull out one of the chairs, before he gently sat me down.

"Where did all this come from?" I asked as he pushed my chair in.

"I just thought it would be a little more difficult for you to refuse if it's already here waiting for you." He explained with a sly grin while he began taking the domes off the food. Revealing a stack of pancakes, a plate full of bacon and sausage, scrambled eggs, hash browns and toast with little fancy jars of different kinds of jelly's.

"You sir, are absolutely incorrigible." I laughed as I bit into a piece of bacon. Lucas was grinning like the Cheshire cat as he walked into the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee, I noticed that the broken cup in the floor had also already been cleaned up.

"Isn't this like an abuse of power or something?" I enquired suspiciously.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he sat one of the cups on the table infront of me.

"All this." I stated motioning to the table full of food.

"Ow no, this is nothing, you can order food anytime their serving a meal." He corrected as he started filling up a plate with food and put it down infront of me.

"Right, because I'm sure that they dress up the table with red rose's and fancy dishes for everyone." I stated sarcastically.

"No, I asked the omega... maids to do that." He stuttered and my eyebrows scrunched together as I looked at him with my head tilted to the side.

"Omega maids?"

"Yes." He confirmed as he took a sip of his coffee.

"That's so weird, does everyone have names for the groups around here?" I couldn't help but laugh and Lucas looked at me surprised and confused, but I waved my hand dismissively. "Never mind, but I bet stuff like this isn't in their job description, so it's still a misuse of power." I giggled while waving my fork at him threateningly.

Lucas stared at me with questioning eyes for a moment before he shrugged. "Actually it is part of their job. Anything we need."

"Wow, spoken like true royalty." I said mockingly with a smirk.

"Royalty." He repeated with an unsure expression and I giggled while eating another piece of bacon. "What do you mean by that?"

"Ow nothing, just something I heard." I answered nonchalantly.

"What did you hear?" He asked sitting up straight in his chair.

"That's just what I've heard people call you and your friends, the royals." I told him honestly and he smiled smugly like he already new and was proud of the title.

"What else do they say about me?" He asked sounding all to interested but the only thing that came to mind was what Vicky said and it echoed in my mind, 'Claire's already laid claim on him.' I remember seeing her with her hand on his arm and anger began pooling in my stomach, just like that my mood was ruined and my appetite lost.

Why didn't I think about it before? If him and Claire are a couple then why is he here? Is he cheating on her? Is he playing me? Is he that kind of guy? If I ask will he admit it?

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